Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 47 - Forty-Seven:His Alter Ego.

Adrian was sweating profusely on his bed, with his eyes closed and hands fisting his sheets one would think that he was fighting.

But that was only because he was having a dream, it wouldn’t entirely be called a dream because that was his reality right there in his face.

But what fanned him more about this reality, was the part where he was looking at another version of himself. A much colder and angry looking version of himself that messed with his brain, making him think that he might be hallucinating or something until he saw his eyes.

"Who are you?" Adrian asked, he took matters into his hands by stepping forward to touch the man in front of him, but was stopped by some unforeseen force that prevented him from making his way to him.

" I’m sad that it took you this long to ask that question," His alter ego said, with amusement fanning his expression when he saw the confused look on Adrian’s face.

That look on his face was to die for, Killa has been waiting for this day for years but ignorant Adrian, who didn’t understand what exactly was going on, has been taking drugs that prevented him from taking control of his mind and body.

"Although I’m not surprised, you are stupid and dumb and that’s what feeds my ego, so i don’t really mind until now," Killa added, and watched Adrian frown his face more at his words.

"This isn’t real, it’s a dream." Adrian muttered to himself, and gave himself a slap to which Killa became annoyed, and moved forward and pinned him against the wall with his hands around his throat.

"Listen to me, you fool," He grabbed his jaw between his hands, his nails digging into Adriana’s jaw that he hissed from the action.

How can he touch him, but he can’t do the same to him?

Adrian wasn’t able to get the answer, and neither was he able to know if he had gone mad, or whether Camille had drugged him or something.

Camille?

His thoughts went to her, as he could remember some bits of his memory yesterday before everything went blank.

"I must commend she’s pretty,"Killa dropped this word, and a gush of adrenaline surged through Adrian, just at the thought of him hurting Camille.

He didn’t need anyone to tell him that he’s not okay, and the man in front of him was a part of him, but how?

"Don’t you dare touch her," He growled at Killa, who scoffed at his words daring him to push him so that he could be able to do what he had in mind with his girl.

"Unfortunately, she’s pretty and smart and i kinda like her, she was quick to grab on to the fact that i exist, and you are nothing but another part of me," Killa moved away from him, while Adrian rubbed at his jaw. He’s too strong!

He was taking in Killa’s words, while trying to solve the math about how to get rid of him before he loses his mind entirely.

"Don’t be ridiculous fool, you can’t get rid of me." Killa cut his imagination short. He can read my thoughts!

That was another point Adrian grabbed at the entity in front of him, until he was shocked by his next words.

"You don’t actually think that i would exist on my own, well let me shock you idiot. You created me," Killa explained, wagging his finger at him. "I’m the alter ego of a lonely child, who wanted nothing but to be a perfect son for his father. A child who wants to show everyone that he’s not weak, and can live up to his name without minding the fact that he’s an illegitimate child."

He trailed on, watching the transfixed look on Adrian’s face, who had a look of denial when he finally summed up what exactly was happening to him.

"No...no, this isn’t real. Wake up Adrian," He shook his head in denial, his hands moving to his head to clutch it as he suddenly felt a painful migraine building up. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Camille," He breathed out, slumping to the floor while clutching at his hair. His visions got a little bit blurry, but he could still see his alter ego as he came to squat down in front, with a satisfied look on his face.

No! This isn’t real!

Happy memories Adrian, happy memories!

He ushered himself to think of the good times, his mind wandered off to his first date with Camille.

"You can run and deny it all you want, but it doesn’t change the fact that you created a monster. The name is Killa, remember me!" Killa warned him before everything went dark, and Adrian woke up from his sleep with a startle.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes going every corner of his room insearch of him. He called himself a part of him, Killa.

"What have i done?"Adrian asked himself, the migraine he experienced moments ago was long gone. It was replaced with him going insane while thinking of Killa’s words.

He should have given his psychiatrist the chance to figure out what’s wrong with him, Mrs. Velma, saw this coming but he couldn’t believe it because he was in self denial, until now.

He stood up from his bed, and dragged a drawer out while talking out his daily pills and swallowed two of them, before looking at his messed up self in the mirror.

"You are awake," Camile said from his back, startling the young man who cursed before turning to face her.

She was carrying a tray containing his breakfast, she slept over. This made him look up at her immediately and wondered if she knew.

Killa mentioned her, so it’s a given that the two had met, but the look on Camille’s face said otherwise. He should have thought differently until he saw the knife beside the lamp stand.

Camille followed his eye movement, and gasped when she realized that she didn’t take out the knife when she woke up.

"I..." she tried explaining, but was cut short by a vexed Adrian, who was embarrassed about her seeing this side of him. Especially since he’s been avoiding the truth, but she knew and that’s embarrassing.

"Get out!’